Can We Keep a Secret?~ Tom Holland X reader

Chapter 28 Part 2

Edited by: delennjadzia 

Y/N P.O.V. 

I hear people talking, so others must be here! Whatever this is, it's been going on for a while...

"Tom... I'm not going to wear this blind fold all day," I said. Tom kept his hands on my shoulders and guided me across a twisting path.

"Just a few more steps," he promised, letting go of me.

"Tom?" I reached out around me, trying to feel for him or a wall or anything. "I can't see, remember?"

"You can take it off now." Tom's voice was soft as he said this.

I took off my blindfold and saw Tom smiling with a basketball and his brothers.

"Oh, hey everyone..." I waved at them and tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear hesitantly.

"Hi, Y/n!" the brothers greeted in unison.

"I wanted you to meet my family... Well, meet them again because you left so early," Tom said, holding the basket ball in the air as Paddy tried to get it from him. Aww... One day, Paddy, one day.

"Is your entire family here?" I asked, moving closer to Tom as he inched towards me. He chuckled as we reached a proximity where I had to look up at him and he down at me.

"Look for yourself, Miss 'Better Actress'," he said, pointing. I turned around with an awkward smile to find his parents walking up to me.

"You must be Y/n! Tom talks about you. So are you his girlfriend now?" Tom's mom asked, and Tom jumped in between us.

"That's enough, mum," Tom whined, looking at his mom. "Don't embarrass us. You promised you wouldn't do this."

"Hahaha, you talk about me. I'm honored!" I said just a bit sarcastically.

"Yeah, yeah... Whatever," Tom muttered, rolling his eyes and laughing.

"Of course, Tom has so many wonderful things to share about you!" his mom started again before one of the twins butted in.

Sam laughed. "Mum, let's leave her alone. Paddy's been trying to get at that ball from Tom for forever. Can we humor him?"

"Oh, I suppose..." Tom's mother sighed and waved us off.

Tom looked over at his brother and mouthed, "Thank you, Sam." I just laughed.

"Basketball time!" Paddy shouted, jumping and finally succeeding in knocking the ball from Tom's hands. "Let's go!"

I sat to the side while the brothers divided into two teams—Tom and Paddy on one and the twins on the other—before being dragged into the game by Tom.

"Oh, come on! I'm making it uneven! Let me just sit out!" I complained.

Tom just shook his head and smiled, looking at me pleadingly. I melted under his brown eyes and ended up letting out a huge sigh and muttered, "Fine, I'll play, but I promise to be horrible at this!"

I was indeed quite bad, but it was very fun anyway. After Paddy threw the ball for the last time (which both Sam and Harry made sure not to block) and scored a point leaving us tied, Tom grabbed the ball and strolled off of the court. He tossed the basketball to the side and pulled off his mildly sweaty shirt. I made a point not to stare at him, but it was difficult.

Jesus Christ, that boy is toned.

"I'm ready to call it quits. How about you guys?" he asked.

All of us agreed.